This is a quite entertaining "True Crime" story with a healthy dose of hockey thrown in. It follows the 1990's exploits of a terrible hockey goalie/ terrible zamboni driver/ terrible (yet astonishingly lucky) bank robber. The prose gets a bit purple at times, but if you take it with a grain of salt and enjoy the wild ride provided by the narrative, it's easy enough to assume truth really is stranger than fiction. It's also an interesting look at a very strange moment in Hungary's (and indeed, all of Eastern Europe's) history, and prompts some sobering thoughts about the pro hockey circumstances in other countries that players were fleeing from to the NHL. More than anything, I couldn't put this book down and found myself laughing incredulously quite a bit, which made it a perfect vacation read. Highly recommended for the beach/airport.
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